"Junyan." Feng Xiaoxiao supported Qi Junyan, "Stop talking, let's leave! You have to go to the hospital right away."
As he spoke, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red.
Qi Junyan smiled and nodded, "Yeah, okay."
They went out from the gate, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face, "Where is your car? I'll drive over."
"No." Qi Junyan shook his head and held her hand, "How can you drive like this? Call a car."
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao took out her mobile phone and clicked on the taxi-hailing app.
"The car will be here soon."
"Yeah." Qi Junyan pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm not in a hurry."
"Why are you laughing?" Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, "My head was smashed and burned, what's so funny."
"I'm so happy." Qi Junyan smiled.
"Silly..." Feng Xiaoxiao naturally knew what he meant. She took out a tissue from her bag and said, "Lower your head."
"Oh." Qi Junyan obeyed obediently.
Feng Xiaoxiao used a tissue to block the bleeding spot on the back of Qi Junyan's head, and her eyes became even redder.
"Can't stop."
"I'm fine." Qi Junyan held her hand, "Xiaoxiao, if you worry about me, it's worth it even if your head is smashed."
At this time, Feng Xiaoxiao was in a complicated mood and could not refute it at all. She could no longer give him anything, but this man was still as stupid and nice to her as before.
Thinking like this, Feng Xiaoxiao became even more sad.
"Xiao Xiao."
Qi Junyan raised his hand and brushed the corner of her eyes.
"Although I'm happy that you shed tears for me, it hurts me to see you cry, so it's better not to cry, okay?"
"..."
Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, "Who is worried about you? You are stupid, I won't worry about you!"
"Well, yes." Qi Junyan grinned, "It's my fault. It's all my fault."
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, her chest was congested, "It's just whatever I don't want you to say, you're so annoying."
"Well, yes, you are right." Qi Junyan smiled and nodded, obediently.
Feng Xiaoxiao opened his mouth: "..."
What else can she say? Time has passed, Qi Junyan has not changed at all, but she has long been completely different.
The car came and stopped in front of them.
"Get in the car quickly!" Feng Xiaoxiao helped Qi Junyan get in the car with red eyes, "Be careful."
"good."
The car door closed and drove to the hospital.
On the Rolls-Royce not far away, the air pressure in the car was very low. In the rearview mirror, Nie Zheng's cold and handsome face was reflected.
He has been coming to the set silently like this for a while, and today, he finally saw a wonderful scene.
Oh.
Accident? Of course not.
Qi Junyan is Xiaoxiao's first love. Now that she is divorced and free, it is reasonable for them to get back together.
The funny thing is, what does he expect when he runs here every day? His marriage to Xiaoxiao is truly over!
In my pocket, my cell phone kept ringing.
Nie Zheng picked it up and saw that it was Song Feixue. This was not the first call from her, but Nie Zheng never answered the call.
At this moment, Nie Zheng still didn't want to answer.
He threw the phone away, started the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove away.
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Wealth Gate.
In the box, Nie Zheng smelled of alcohol. He had drank a lot, but his mind was still clear.
As expected, the method of getting drunk to escape was not suitable for him at all. It had no use except a headache.
Well.
Nie Zheng breathed out, frowning in disgust at himself - it was time to go, drinking any more would just be a waste of time.
Nie Zheng picked up his coat and when he wanted to stand up, he fell back.
"Haha." Nie Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I still drank too much..." His body refused to obey his orders.
Dong Dong, there was a knock on the door.
Nie Zheng frowned, "Who?"
He has already told people not to disturb him, is he some ignorant guy? Fuguimen is a gathering place for wealthy businessmen, so there are probably some people who are not smart enough to show their courtesy by licking their faces.
The door was pushed open and Song Feixue walked in. "It's me."
Nie Zheng shuddered and his head hurt even more.
Song Feixue came over, frowned and covered her nose, "Why did you drink so much?" There was a smell of alcohol in the air.
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded, "I want to drink today."
He remembered the agreement he made with Song Feixue.
But when they made the agreement, Nie Zheng never imagined that he would actually get divorced one day.
Now, I'm divorced.
Nie Zheng didn't want to really fulfill the agreement, so he couldn't let Song Feixue know that he was divorced.
Song Feixue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You didn't answer my phone calls, and I couldn't contact you during the Qingming Festival. Ah Zheng, has something happened to you?"
"Huh?" Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Am I the kind of person who, when something happens, just drinks to drown his sorrows?"
"No." Song Feixue shook her head.
Nie Zheng was indeed not. In the more than two years in Jingcheng, the most difficult years to gain the old man's trust, Nie Zheng had never been like this.
Nie Zheng at this moment, what should I say? He seems to be very fragile.
Song Feixue had doubts in her heart, "Zheng, what's wrong with you? Can't you tell me what's wrong?"
"It's okay." Nie Zheng tugged at the corner of his mouth and shook his head. "It's really okay. I just want to drink some wine. Don't worry."
Yeah?
Song Feixue was doubtful, "Qingming said, you always leave the company very early recently and have turned down most of your social activities. Where have you been?"
Suddenly, Nie Zheng's eyes darkened.
"Fei Xue, you take care of too much."
"..." Song Feixue was startled and a little panicked, "Zheng, I don't want to care about you, I just care about you. You know how nervous I am about you."
"Then you see me now."
Nie Zheng stood up and adjusted for a moment. This time his steps did not waver.
"I'm leaving, you should go back and rest early."
"A Zheng..." Song Feixue raised her hand to hold Nie Zheng, but her hand fell empty.
Nie Zheng himself stopped and turned slightly, "Fei Xue, the people who come to a place like "Fuguimen" are very complicated. You are a woman, so you should not come here in the future. No matter what the reason."
After saying that, he opened the door and went out.
"..." Song Feixue froze on the spot.
Nie Zheng was unhappy. He didn't like her coming to a place like this. But, was she willing to come? Wasn't it because she hadn't seen him for too long?
She is not like Feng Xiaoxiao. No matter where Nie Zheng is busy during the day, he will always return to Jinyuan and Feng Xiaoxiao at night.
Song Feixue's only hope now is that they get divorced.
However, Feng Xiaoxiao is the girl Nie Zheng hides in his heart... Is it possible for them to divorce?